But it was

Oh, but it was

remorse rides shotgun on this journey

 

it wasn't supposed to be

 

responsible was not her name

 

 

an expanded needle to drain

 

all the life from his veins

 

responsible was not her name

 

 

she broke his back

 

he stood straight up

 

responsible was not her name

 

 

his being; her life

 

her flaw; his burden

 

responsible was not her name

Reviews

[Last Lying Look]

This was an amazing piece.
My favorite line would have to be:
"remorse rides shotgun on this journey"
That was a brilliant way to start the poem.
I look forward to reading more of your work.

-Elissa :)

[Legion]

Some might consider it co-dependency. A very well written poem. How to carry someone else's weight is something that is hard to contemplate until you have done it. I like this. Good work.

[The Spaniard]

I love the repetition in this one. And the opening line is a real grabber.